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Ethan finds a strange tablet in his backyard that allows him to swap with people.
This choice: At school.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

Parlez-vous français?

    by: Mr. Scratch Author IconMail Icon
Ethan was both excited and afraid of what will happen as the two friends arrived at school. It was still early, and most teachers and students had not arrived yet. Luckily for the two, Ms. Dufour was usually early at school and graded tests, prepared the following lessons and so on. Ethan always thought that she did it in the morning hours so she had more time having fun in the evening hours but that was just a guess. If asked she usually did not reply. Ethan could see through her classroom window that she was currently wearing a frilly, red blouse that emphasized her huge cleavage. He was no expert in the bra department but according to the other boys in school, she was a D-Cup. Her lower half was hidden beneath her desk, so he had no idea what she was wearing down below. He guessed she was wearing one of her usual tight knee-length skirts that emphasized her juicy butt and her pumps that made her legs even more stunning.

The two pretended to talk while they observed her through the window. Luckily for the two, the only requirement for swaps was that you had to see the person you wanted to swap with. It did not matter if there was glass between you or if you saw them over CCTV. As long as the footage of the person you were seeing was live and had no delay, you could swap.

Lilly took the swapplet out of Ethans purse and he began to protest but went silent when he saw her puppy eyes. “Please, let me do the swaps”, she pleaded, and he could not deny her request. She smiled broadly and began to adjust the swapplets options. “Okay, first I will swap her breasts to you. It’s easier to swap without her seeing the swapplet when we both are still in our normal lives.”

Ethan knew she was right, the swapplet had told him that the life swap would exchange a person’s position as well as their life. They keep everything about their appearance, their body, their clothes, but gained everything else that belonged to the other persons life. It would be hard to use the swapplet when a swapped Ms. Dufour who thought that she was Lilly was standing beside him. Ethan also understood why she wanted to use the swapplet now: She did not want him to chicken out.

Ethan replied nothing and just waited for the inevitable. A surreal moment later, it felt like the time he had swapped his genitals, two big orbs had balooned out of his chest. But that was not all. He also felt something hold them up and that something was also digging into his shoulders.

“I also swapped her bra”, informed Lilly. “You will appreciate the support.” She winked at him and then turned her attention back to the swapplet. Ethan on the other hand turned his attention to the foreign things on his chest. He had phantasized about these breasts since he first saw them two years ago. Ethan had always tried to hide his gazes from Lilly. He knew that she hated Ms. Dufour for her big breasts while Lilly herself was only something around a B-Cup. He only knew that because he had overheard a conversation with Lilly and Katie, her female, best friend. But now these big breasts belonged to him. He groped them, and it felt so good!

“See you on the other side", interrupted Lilly his exploration as she finished the preparation for the swap. Ethan prepared for seeing Ms. Dufour in her full glory standing beside him but he suddenly was somewhere else. He was sitting on a chair behind a desk, various papers in front of him, a pencil in his hand. His gaze slowly wandered through the room. It was decorated with various posters that had french expressions written on them. He also saw the french flag on the wall opposite of him. “Oh no, she didn't!”, muttered Ethan whose eyes moved to the window where he could see Ms. Dufour and Lilly. The latter seemed to be smiling broadly at him.

It was then that he noticed that Ms. Dufour was dressed in the very same clothes he had been wearing mere moments ago. That drew his attention to the clothes he wore now, namely the same blouse that now was trying, together with the bra he had received, its best to restrain his also Nelly acquired breasts. His legs were now encased in a tight, red skirt that would definitely emphasize Ms. Dufours ass, which he thankfully had not received. His feet were clad in red 2-inch pumps.

“Lady in red, eh? Seriously why is she allowed to wear such clothes in school?!”, thought Ethan who had never minded it until he was stuck wearing it. He looked back outside and saw that Lilly and Ms. Dufour were gone. Ethan began to panic. Lilly would not swap him into some random life, so she could have the swapplet for herself, would she? No, they were friends since kindergarten, they were best friends! He should not think of her like that.

A knock in the door which was followed by a voice asking “Excuse me? Ms. Dufour?” thrusted him out of his thoughts but multiplied his panic. What should he say? But the information who the voice belonged to soon arrived his brain.

“Come in", he said nervously. Would Lilly be alone? Would he have to face Ms. Dufour who thought she was him so soon? He sighed in relieve as he saw that Lilly was alone.

“Hey, sorry that I deceived you. Don’t worry about Ms. Dufour, or should I say Ethan? I told her I had to speak alone with you, she is waiting outside. I know that I told you I wanted to swap with her but as soon as we arrived here I started thinking. You never really seemed to have any interest in girls. You had no problem with keeping my hair and vagina. You even swapped clothes with some woman over night. So, I thought ‘Why is that?’ and came to the only possible solution”, she explained to him as she took seat in one of the chairs in the front row of the classroom. “You are gay and a transgender. Although wouldn't it make you straight when you identify as a woman and are attracted to men? Whatever, I'll google it later. My point is: You are too afraid to admit it, so I helped you out. You're Wellcome.”

“What?!”, exclaimed Ethan as she smiled at him. “I am not gay! And I certainly don't want to be a woman, at least forever, I just get turned on by the thought of being one for a short period of time... And I said too much...”

“Oh...”, she said, and her smile faded, being replaced by a look of guilt. “But… I was so sure about that! You never showed that you were interested in any girl.”

“That’s because I am to afraid to tell that to the girl I like”, he thought but again was too afraid to say it out loud. “I’m such a coward! Lâche!” Ethan blinked, confused for a moment. That was French and not only that, it was surprisingly easy for him to read the French on the papers in front of him. He was always the worst student in class!

“Are you really sure that I am not right?”, asked Lilly guilt ridden.

Ethan sighed. “Yes, yes I am. Like I said, I like girls and I don’t want to be a woman. At least not for the rest of my life”, he said, although he whispered the last sentence more to himself than to her. It was probably in vain, but just in case the shock that her theory about him was wrong, made her overhear his comment about being turned on. “What else did you swap?”

Lilly blinked confused by the sudden change of subject but recovered quickly. “As you might have already noticed, you swapped lives with Ms. Dufour, as well as her clothing. I am not sure if you have noticed but I also swapped your ability to speak French. Which basically means you should be fluent as a native speaker while she can barely introduce herself.”

“Hey!”, he interrupted her, obviously hurt by her comment. “I am not that bad!”

“Keep telling yourself that. Anyway, I haven’t swapped your accents, meaning you still sound like you always do. Funny thing is, the swapplet seemed to understand your particular situation, or because your French skills are almost non-existent, either way you should sound like a French native speaker if you speak French. This of course leaves Ms. Dufour in a very strange situation, she can’t speak French but has a French accent when speaking English. Gotta tell you, it was really funny hearing your typically speech patterns coming out of her mouth and with a French accent.”, she continued explaining. “Apart from that, I also swapped your abilities to teach but that’s it. Nothing else.”

Ethan nodded, taking in all these revelations. It certainly seemed as if Lilly had thought the whole thing through.

“But what now?”, she asked him. “I’m really sorry for putting you in this place. I can swap you back if you want.”

Ethan thought about his situation, but he had to admit he felt turned on about this all. This was exactly what he wanted. “You know what? I think I’ll stay this way until after school. BUT you have to swap with a male teacher of my choosing”, he suggested. Ethan had only added the last part to mask his slip-up from before, still hoping she had overheard him.

“Okay, fine. Who have you thought about?”, Lilly asked.

At first, he wanted to tell her that she should simply give him the swapplet and he would do the swap, but he remembered that the two swappers had to be in line of sight of each other. It was easier for Lilly to do the swap herself than going around the school with what everyone thought was Ms. Dufour until they found who he wanted her to swap with. “Mr. Anderson”, he told her. Mr. Anderson was the coach of the football team and therefore of course the P.E. teacher. Word had it that Ms. Dufour and him might be in a relationship, which would certainly explain her clothing choices, but nobody knew the truth. As much as Ethan wanted to unravel this mystery, he would rather not have Mr. Anderson flirt with him in the teachers’ lounge or something.

“Okay, fine. Then if you would excuse me, Ms. Dufour”, said Lilly and got up and walked over to the door. “I leave you to your work now. I have some things to do.”

And with that, Evan was alone. He looked down at his big breasts in his red, blouse. “This is going to be an interesting day”, he grinned.
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